Everything gets more serious as you get older. That is life my friend. But sometimes it is fight or be fought.

True. In both beatings I was outnumbered though (3 on 1, and 3 on 2). Pretty sad for me.

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Originally Posted by neidnarb11890

the chinese take-out place my family always ordered from gave you chopsticks, so as a kid it was fun to try & eat with chopsticks
now i just use a fork, 'cuz nothing is fun anymore & i just want to shovel food into my mouth to fill the void

So let's say you are hanging out with a girl and a guy comes up and drop kicks the shit out of your. Would you not get in a fight then and tell him he is allowed the opinion that he doesn't like the girl and wanted to beat the hell out of her? Well? Answer my question.

Yes, one time I was wasted at a town fair and bumped into a guy... "sorry man, I'm WAY too drunk"... he looked me in the eyes and said very deliberately - "**** You". I filled him 5 or 6 times until he fell and I fell with him still punching. 5 of his friends then jumped in... I was so drunk I didn't even realize I was being kicked on the ground and pulled myself up on a fence, very Undertaker like, grabbed one guy and just starting punching and screaming that my Dad was a biker demanding to know their names. They all ran into a cab, there was even cops that were standing to the side just like "**** this shit" lol Amazing what people will believe while you're suffering an episode of mania lol

People over the age of 15 who get into fights are absolutely pathetic. Self defense being an exception ofcourse.

I disagree, is it self defense if you see someone beating up a woman? Or if someone is abusing an animal? Or beating a child? More people need to think like the Punisher and this world would be a wonderful place!

15 is such an arbitrary age, if your 14 and 364 days is it less pathetic?

I disagree, is it self defense if you see someone beating up a woman? Or if someone is abusing an animal? Or beating a child? More people need to think like the Punisher and this world would be a wonderful place!

15 is such an arbitrary age, if your 14 and 364 days is it less pathetic?

Fighting can be both necessary and fun

Saving others is another exception to the rule i guess. Thanks for perfecting my code, homeboy.
However, i still think people who fight for no good reason are morons. Do martial arts if you want to fight for the fun of it.
By 15 you should be smart enough to realize that you could seriously hurt someone or yourself.

In the summer between 8th and 9th grade and like the first few months of 9th grade, I got in a lot of fights. I was bullied a lot in elementary and middle school, and that summer some asshole kid from my summer camp just ****ing physically assaulted me. Some joke between him and his dbag friends, he just walked up to me and wailed on me for a few seconds, ending with a kick to the balls, and then he ran away. I was left on the floor crying like a bitch.

That was really like my becoming-a-man moment. I was always teased a lot but I'd never been beat up. After I could get up ('cause, you know, asshole kicked me in the nuts) I looked for him to destroy him 'cause the rage was in me, but I couldn't find him. Eventually my parents showed up and I went home. Never told them what happened.

I decided that that was it and I was going to ruin that kid. I got one of my dad's long knee-length socks and a fist full of loose change. Like 3/4 of a pound of change. Put the change in the sock and went to camp the next day. Walked up to him and started beating him with it like it was a medieval flail. The first hit was clean to the face. Didn't break his nose but he bled like a mother****er.

After like 5 swings he got the thing away from me so I just started using my fists and then I was officially in my first fight. Went on for like 2 minutes before the camp counselors came and separated us. Had all the usual post-fight stuff happen. They put us in different rooms, yelled at us, threatened to kick us out of the camp, called our parents, whatever.

My parents grounded me for like 6 months (though after I fully explained the situation, I could tell my dad was a little glad I did it). They didn't kick me out of the camp, didn't kick out the other kid either. Kind of just ignored each other 'till the end of summer.

But what happened after that is that I really would not let anyone pick on me. After being in my first fight and going "hey, this isn't so bad," I started fighting a lot. I was a dorky fat shy kid so everyone loved to pick on me, but I just snapped and started throwing punches every time a guy would say something. No one expects the fat dorky shy kid to start the fight.

That happened 4 more times, two were in the first half of my freshman year at high school. It ended after the last fight in high school and the vice principal actually wanted to have me charged with assault since it had happened more than once on school grounds. It just faded away after that 'cause I didn't want to get arrested.

Some time after that I learned to be funny when needed and that diffuses like every situation.